After several months of being offline, my new website – a combination of what were separate personal and business websites – has a fresh new flavor and so does my business. It’s the result of wrapping up all of my skills, experience, and spiritual gifts into one unique business model.
The past few years since becoming an empty nester have brought heaps of personal transformation and hints at the fulfillment of life-long dreams to bring all my skills and experience to the world, even the intuitive skills that have remained mostly hidden to anyone other than those closest to me.
As I sit here in my hotel room on a Friday night which is marked by chaos all around me – a hurricane hitting the East coast and mind boggling election chatter in the media – I’m completely at peace. I’ve just wrapped up a much needed wellness retreat after completing a year-long project for a favorite client. And wouldn’t you know, that retreat ended with a soul buddy giving me specific marching orders to finally follow my vision to collaborate more closely with Integrative Medicine physicians and spend more time teaching and writing.
As the focus of this week’s personal retreat, I turned to one of my favorite mentors and a trusted medical advisor, neurosurgeon Norm Shealy to further heal from the lingering effects of spinal surgery in December. After an otherwise successful surgery I was left with raging neuropathy, compromised mobility, and coordination problems due to aggravation of a previously compromised nerve in my left leg and foot.
For someone who pays attention to the whispers of her body, I guess it was about time I realized my physical ailment is a pretty darn clear metaphor for moving forward in life. So my promise to get on with it feels absolutely great.
Love me, love my healer’s rattle.
Next up? The Q’ero elder and wisdomkeeper for my Peruvian shamanic healing lineage will be in the U.S. later this month. I’ve been looking forward all year to a chance to spend more time with don Mariano and interview him for additional writing projects after writing his first online biography last year.
Photo :: A spectacular cave just blocks from my Springfield, MO hotel room, site of my morning prayer ceremony. (Personal iPhone photo)
(*Yes, I’m a feminist. And, no, in spite of something I saw on Facebook today, now into my second half-century walking this earth, I reserve the right to call myself a “girl.” You don’t have to like it. Get off my lawn!)